My name is Deficit.
An angry young man — I definitley am.
Losing the plot in this hot summer
Like the Son of Sam.
I’ve got love for my Fam
and each and everyone of you.
But test my patience
and you’ll get a taste of my bad attitude.
My words leave you brain-dead,
Let’s face it.
I was sent to this planet on a spaceship
to change shit.
My initial observations leave me a little bit dissipated,
but to be perfectly honest mate,
this place is over-rated.
So I got onto the case and started writing beats,
picked up my pen and started rapping -to try and enlighten the human race.
I’m not about bitches,
Or Nike shoes,
Or Knives and Guns
I’m more about the lies that we’re told.
The reasons behind suicide bombs.
Lyrics taken from the self-titled piece “Deficit” written and recorded back in 2005/6. Check it out on MySpace.